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August 20, 2005
Sea Sit
You hate the laydy to see it, though she fully understands, floats you genwin empathy, and couldn’t be more accomodating, encouraging, helpful, or giving.
Hell, it could be Satan on the row, front and center, feet propped up4a good ol’ time, and you’d be embarrassed before him, thinking how bad a person you are, how unworthy of his presence (quite poss’bly true regarless your current sin status).
But—if you’re like me—you will never quite find it inappropriate (or such thatly enough), never lack the heart, nevermuch be able to keep a lidonit when it comes to the application of humor, preferably the direct, un touchedly irreverant, and self-effacing kind. I’m hammin it a bit. To get by and to entertainishly maybe—-maybenot,maybe,may. It is Hamma Time, right now, after all, if ever therewere or will.be such said time aloud. [shrugshurg] The Reader’s Digest says that laughter is the bessie medicine!*
* Maybe they just ain’t never smoked crack, could be.**
**Oh, relax. I’m given it as hot.
Posted by peligrito at August 20, 2005 2:05 PM
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